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Boondox

Off The Post

 

Off The Post

(album: Road Thru Hell - 2010)


New Boondox! Psychopathic!

Many years stuck in this field, you wouldn't think that I would feel
Would you believe me if I told you what I said was real?
I've seen the darkest side of man, you might think me a liar
I watched the bodies burning when they set the world on fire (Oh!)
Many centuries in this penitentiary
Stuck up on this post, cuz they wanna try and censor me
[?], and never let me speak my piece
Keep these secrets to myself to keep the panic off the streets
I try to make a noise, but I don't really have a voice
If you knew the truth, could you even make a choice?
Or would you see my brothers wasted lost, deep in time
Sewed my mouth up shut, [?] (The Scarecrow!)

I can see, but can't speak
I can think, but can't breathe
Nailed up, out here scoping
Mouth sewn shut with eyes wide open
I can see, but can't speak
I can think, but can't breathe
Nailed up, out here scoping
Mouth sewn shut with eyes wide open

The sun beats on my head, distracting me from my perception (Yeah!)
The crows keep telling lies and feeding me with their deception
I wanna break these chains, get these nails up out my back
But I can't do a fucking thing stuck on this torture rack
I've seen the devastation, serving this incarceration
Evil come and go, disguising every single incarnation
Wars start and would sweep across the land
Planes crashing, people bashing, seen the water from a dam
I've seen it all, so let me paint a little picture
Watch the poor get poor and the rich get richer
It's a motherfucking shame in this life game
When you're stuck out on your own and you can't do a damn thang (Yeah!)

I can see, but can't speak
I can think, but can't breathe
Nailed up, out here scoping
Mouth sewn shut with eyes wide open
I can see, but can't speak
I can think, but can't breathe
Nailed up, out here scoping
Mouth sewn shut with eyes wide open

Yo whaddup, DJ Clay! Yo what's up man, it's ya homie, Blaze! Let 'Em Bleed, Volume 1, that's what it's about! Come on, man!

I can see, but can't speak
I can think, but can't breathe
Nailed up, out here scoping
Mouth sewn shut with eyes wide open
I can see, but can't speak
I can think, but can't breathe
Nailed up, out here scoping
Mouth sewn shut with eyes wide

done

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